Feeling Crabby

Dunstan startled a little at the sudden appearance of the younger, but once it became clear she was there to offer assistance he let his guard down a little. She was young, which was made clear to Dunstan through the fact that she was accompanied by an older wolf, perhaps a parent or guardian. Dunstan wished he had had his mother at the age that this pup seemed to be.

He nodded in agreement, having no doubts that the claws would hurt if they managed to pinch Dunstan's nose, but he was fine with the addition of more scars on his small frame if it meant he could have a meal. He imagined it would be difficult for the creature to escape if it was caught on his nose and he moved his jaws in just the right way, so maybe it would be worth it after all, even with the pain that would no doubt be caused by the angry creature.

"Sure." Dunstan agreed. He didn't see the harm in allowing for a helper, especially one with a strategy for catching the creatures. "Have you ever caught a...one of those...before? What's the secret?"

He felt a little silly for not knowing the name, but he hoped that his unawareness of such creatures wasn't considered too odd.